Dedicated to Rowling, `with impudent admiration'
“Unlike wizard pipes, wizard cell phones were no better than the Muddle kind," writes Gerber in a chapter right `In the belly of the beast'. What of the phones? "You often had to be a pretzeltongue to decipher what somebody was saying." Barry crank-calls `970-WIZZ' and hears not `that familiar slightly harried Welsh-accented voice' (perhaps, from a call centre in India?) but `a sultry voice' saying `Hi, there'!